Monroe Amsel [Locu]

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[bg=100502][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=background,http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j49/Tigerkats/a%20%20Wasted%20Skies/monroeamseltablebackground2.png] "We're crashing into the ground as we all fall from grace." Human Form. .OOC Information. OOC name -- Locura Activity Level -- Pfft, I'm never online. Current Characters-- Kael and Koray How you found Wasted Skies-- Someone tossed a mountain dew over here and I followed the scent. .Character Information. Full Name -- Monroe Amsel Nickname -- -- Gender -- Male Age -- 27 (born year 4574) Job -- SEG Seargant, specializes in sniper/assassinations. Likes -- Smoking. Things being clean/organized. Thinking things through, having a plan. Headshots. Dead center between the eyes preferably. Sleeping in late. Being in/at important events. Dislikes -- All animals. Paperwork. Snobs/people who are insanely rich. Hand to hand combat - he sucks at it honestly. Surprises/randomness. .Character Appearance. Eye Color -- Golden amber. Height -- 5'7" Weight -- 133lbs. Overall Appearance -- Monroe isn't anything special to look at really. He's about average height, just under six feet, with soft black hair and deep, amber gold eyes. He likes to dress casually in jeans and a t-shirt or sweatshirt depending on the weather. He prefers to wear darker colored clothing, and shoes or boots work fine for him either way. If Monroe wears gloves, they're always fingerless and mostlikely leather. He likes having his fingers free, and it makes pulling a trigger a hell of a lot easier. Across a large surface of his body is a tribal-looking tattoo of a dragon. The tail circles around his left arm, the tip resting just above his wrist bone. The body of the dragon starts on his left shoulder and leans down onto his shoulder bone. One large wing stretches out across his right shoulder bone, and the right wing curls down to his left waist. The head of the dragon rests just above the left wing on his right shoulder. Since the tattoo means a lot to him, he's had to go in and get it fixed up and darkened a few times due to his growth since he got it when he was 16. .Personal Character Information. Personality -- Loyal. Trustworthy. Never gives up. Reliable. Those are a few of the traits that could describe Monroe. He's generally not a serious person, though put him behind his scope on a mission and he becomes focused. Otherwise he's very relaxed, likes to laugh and joke around. He can take a joke or a personal jab at his faults easily. He's got a good case of charisma, and that helps him get on people's good sides. He uses it often to weasle his way into important events and to get on the good side of his superiors. Monroe also uses his charm to get out of paperwork or missions that he feels would be boring. If he is given a mission though, he plans out what he's going to do ahead of time. Monroe hunts his prey with his eyes, seeing if they have a daily schedule before picking out the perfect place to snipe them from. He has a general lack of care for life, though it still stuns him a bit if he's not hundreds of feet away from it. Monroe also deals very poorly with suprises, and therefore close combat. Fighting a shifter up close would probably end up getting him either killed, nearly killed, or end in him running away. If he can't see what's coming, then he can't block it. His fighting instinct is rather bad. History -- Monroe was born in the poor city of Aumar on Earth in 4575. The city was cold and desolate, filled with people who had hope for little more than a low-paying factoring job and a stale piece of bread. He lived with his mother and father in a run down old shack that didn't have heating against the cold winter weather, and only one pipe for water. His younger brother was born when he was 2 years old, and his little sister was born when he was 5. Shortly after his sister's birth, Monroe's mother left his father for another, older and richer man. At that age the boy didn't quite understand what had happened, and he missed his mother dearly. He couldn't comprehend what it meant when his father told him that she was never coming back. The boy grew up thin as a rail, being hardly fed, and in worn down old clothes. Needless to say, he didn't like having to make due with what little they had. He was sick of watching his little brother and sister at home while his father worked 3 jobs to feed them all, and that led him into less legal activities. Monroe became an excellent thief. He snuck food out of stores and brought it home to his brother and sister, and he picked wallets out of people who looked like they could do just as well without them. He enjoyed the thrill of doing something wrong instead of ceaslessly obeying the endless supply of rules thrown his way. Monroe skipped school whenever he could, and refused to do his homework. His little brother and sister were both good students, and he encouraged them to continue to be while he was out climbing skyscrapers and sneaking into mansions to hijack pretty necklaces, which in turn he sold on the blackmarket. When Monroe was 13 years old he got caught up in one of the local gangs. It had kids of all ages, from 7 to people in their early 20's. They caught him red handed stealing, but instead of turning him in, they forced him to steal for them. For about a year Monroe hated being under their control. They determined the price of what he stole and then gave him what they felt was the equivilant in food or supplies for his family. Yet, the boy grew to enjoy being around people like him, and people who accepted him. They all understood what it was like to have a hard life, and they looked out for each other much like a family. Monroe didn't have to worry about his brother or sister being hurt, or his house being stolen from. For his services came food and protection. He spent the year or so of his life working dutifully for them after dropping out of school entirely. Monroe's father was non-too-pleased, but he couldn't complain when his son came home with a bag of food when there was nothing in the refrigerator. When Monroe was 14 years old, disaster struck him in a way. A rival gang accused caught a kid in the gang he was apart of, claiming that he'd stolen from them. The kid was 12 and Monroe had taught him how to steal while becoming better friends with him at the same time a few months before. When the two gangs had a meeting to discuss the terms, tensions boiled over and a fight broke out. To this day he can't really recount what happened, as it was so fast, but somehow his friend ended up with a broken head. The gangmembers fled the scene, but Monroe was shocked into stillness and stood there even as the police pulled up and dragged him into a police car. It goes without saying that he was accused of the murder, and though he tried to deny it, his record of missing school and trouble got him convicted and sent to juvinile hall. Monroe spent about a year there before they offered him a deal. There was a newly discovered planet named Cambria, and that planet was in desperate need of military personal. Space sharks loaded with soldiers on 5 year journies to the distant planet were being sent out every day. He could stay in juvy and later go to jail, or he could join the military and get a new start on a new planet. He chose the second option, knowing full well that there was nothing left for him on Earth besides metal bars. They let him out for 20 days of freedom in which to visit and say goodbye to his family before he left. Monroe also got a tattoo during this time, choosing a large dragon across his left arm and shoulders to represent the gang he'd previously been apart of (whos symbol had been a dragon) and the endless fire in the soul that pushed one to move forward and never give up. January 1st, Monroe left on a space shark for Cambria with nothing but the clothes on his back. He was on a special trip with about 40 other people like him he would spend the next 5 years under tight supervision and studying everything from history to combat. He got caught up on all the school that he'd missed, and was further educated both about Cambria and the military. Monroe learned about guns and other weapons, and got to practice shooting. He was discovered to be a steady shot with a mind keen on picking the right moment to pull the trigger. He could hit any immobile targets dead center, as well as ones moving if he saw them before hand. Yet when targets started popping up randomly he'd start missing like crazy, and hand to hand combat was another thing entirely. There were days where half his face was black and blue from taking hits or falling on his face. He was bad with the unpredictable, his mind instead good with formulated plans and thinking ahead. All during the trip his superiors grew to like him; they enjoyed Monroe's eagerness to learn and his tendancy to never give up. It helped a lot that he was good at ass kissing. 4595 they landed on Cambria at the beginning of a war. Monroe and the new recruits were sent straight to the field and probably gained more knowledge in the first two weeks than they had during the 5 year trip. Shapeshifters were sneaky, vicious, erratic and completely insane. None of Earth's previous wars gave any incling on how exactly to fight such creatures. They were open and obvious, swift and full of brute force at the same time. They could easily perform aerial raids and then disappear in the blink of an eye like a snake. Monroe's superiors gave him plenty of assassination missions to keep him busy and away from close combat where he'd surely die. If nothing else they'd position him on a roof and let him take out bird shifters or hit the ones on the ground if he could. 4596, a great opportunity presented itself to Monroe. Rumour about the potential take out of the shapeshifter emperor reached Monroe's ears, and the first thing he did was find his commander and ask about it. It took a lot of favors and ass-kissing to find out about the assassination mission on Cambrian's old and sturdy emperor. Monroe went around and talked to the right people, through out his name and his abilities to be caught by the right ears, and gave his commander a speech to remember on why he should be allowed to go on such an important mission despite being young and not being able to defend himself in close combat well. Something he'd said must have had an impact because sure enough, he got in with a group of around 15 on the terms that he was to shoot any of the royal family that tried to flee by air. Breaking into the castle was easy, and getting up to the throne room was easier yet. Two people killed the guards by the door quickly and silently, and they went in like a black, armed poison. Dinner. The family had been having dinner. Monroe guarded one of the back doors while the guards ripped the family open by the seems and put a bullet into the emperor's head as if he'd been a bad dog. No care for his life. Afterward, Monroe never found out what happened to the family, and he never asked. He got promoted from Private to keep his mouth closed, and he spent the last 4 years of the war on standard missions. 4600+, the military merged into SEG, and Monroe was dragged with it. He had no desire to quit, being good at not much else than holding a gun and picking off targets. He still mostly does sniper missions, getting a picture of a confirmed shifter which he'll stalk for a few days before picking a nice place to take them out from. - -History Timeline- - -Born 4574 in Aumar, Earth to a poor family. Had a younger brother and sister. When sister was a year old, mother left father for a richer man. He was 5 at the time. -Became a troublemaker. Pickpocket, thief. Stole food for himself/family. Stole for fun; thrills. Did not enjoyed school; skipped when he could. -4578 (age 13) got mixed up with a local gang. (They caught him stealing, blackmailed him into working for them. Grew to like it.) -Jan. 28th 4588. A friend in his gang got mixed up in a fight with a rival gang, scuffle happened, friend got killed (mostly by accident, but it wasn't Monroe who did it). Monroe blamed for murder. Sent to juvy Feb. 4th 4588 - Dec. 10th 4589. -Dec. 10th 4589, out of juvy age 15; jail or military; chose military. About 20 days of freedom, said goodbye to family and people he knew. Tattoo on Dec. 20th. -Jan. 1st 4590, left Earth (age 16) on a Space Shark for Cambria. 5 years of military training. Good aim, great at sniping. Sucks at hand to hand combat, deals poorly with the unpredictable. Educated as well to make up for lack of previous education. Well-liked by superiors; knows how to ass-kiss well. -4595, (age 21) arrived at Cambria just after the war had begun. Sent straight to the field. Many assassination missions. -4596, (age 22) weasled way into assassination mission- of the Cambrian emperor. Did not do the deed himself, but helped break in. Guarded a door and watched the deed be done. (Got in in case of attempted escape by air and a lot of ass-kissing.) Got promoted just for being there and keeping his mouth shut. Went back to mostly standard (few special) assassination missions afterward. -4600, war ended. Military merged into SEG, so obviously he went with them. -4601, SEG Seargant. Specializes in assassinations/sniping. Kills rather than captures unless ordered. Still bad at close-range combat. .RP Example. Not needed c: ________________________________________ WORDCOUNT ;; INSERTNUMBERHERE. AUDIENCE ;; SOMEONE. OOC ;; WITTYCOMMENTHERE. MUSIC ;;COME CLOSE x SAOSIN.

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